In The Shadow of Darkness
August 9, 2006 by lorddeathchin
In the Shadow of Darkness,
The silent footsteps of the hidden,
Unseen, unheard in the light of day,
A puppeteer of a thousand guises.
Gliding through the see of eyes,
With a mould the same as theirs,
A wanting tightly bound,
Chained to avoid the burning stakes.
The Inquisition of the Witches,
Turned from fire to the might of tongue,
Burning not the flesh but soul,
The invisible cage all too prevalent.
In the Shadow of Darkness,
The Desire that is flaming blue,
Accepted by these living shadows,
The weight of a thousand worlds lifted.
~Enimsil Liwruoy
